My enemies became my companions

Chapter 226: You Shouldn't Practice the Killing Sword
Zhao Bai was dead. After bidding farewell to the two monks, the group left the pagoda. The night was dark and they were far away from the Hehuan Sect. Those wanderers in the world were still unaware of this and were still foolishly searching for the various magic arrays in the sect.

Stars hung in the sky. Chen Yi didn't know what he was thinking. He just held Yin Tingxue's hand and walked in front. The shadows of the trees were hazy and stretched out very long. Dong Gong Ruoshu and Nuguan followed behind not too close nor too far.

Donggong Ruoshu is right beside me.

The nun wondered if this was her only chance in this life.

This is the last chance. I will ask Donggong Ruoshu for the method of Cai Bu and then burn it.

Yin Weiying slowed down his pace, and even slower, and the distance between him and Chen Yi in front of him widened. Donggong Ruoshu beside him was also affected and slowed down his pace unconsciously.

The nun secretly observed Chen Yi and found that he was thinking about something, so she had an idea. She might as well take this opportunity to burn the method of collecting and replenishing energy.

At that time, Donggong Ruoshu did not hand over the method of Cai Bu to Chen Yi. Yin Weiying remembered it clearly. At that time, she snuggled in that man's arms and said that she would follow him from now on. However, he was somewhat gentle and asked her to come to his house later to sign to become his concubine.

She was the daughter of King Jing, a member of the royal family, and not a sinner like Yin Tingxue. It was a huge humiliation for an ordinary woman to be taken as a concubine, let alone her. However, the relationship between them was complicated. Since the underground palace, Chen Yi was her Wuming, and she was more like Chen Yi's... Dinglu. Now that he said he would treat her as a concubine, Yin Weiying, who was used to humiliation, did not feel much humiliation this time.

After learning that he would take her as a concubine, Yin Weiying felt inexplicably relieved, but also had mixed feelings. If he took her as a concubine, wouldn't he have to serve this man obediently like the impoverished daughter of King Xiang?
The bleak evening breeze blew by, and Yin Weiying shuddered. She had never been clear-headed. When she was a concubine, she was resentful and did not even have a name. Now that she was going to be treated as a concubine by that man, the nun was worried that she would be more deeply involved with him. She had been practicing hard for more than ten years, just to achieve enlightenment one day, but he would not let her become an immortal. He regarded her as a forbidden delicacy and a cauldron for her whole life.

After hesitating for a long time, the nun finally pulled the sleeve of the girl from the East Palace.

Yin Weiying's lips moved, and he was about to say what he had prepared.

Miss Donggong saw that she didn't speak immediately, so she asked, "Miss Dinglu?"

Yin Weiying almost wanted to whip out the peach wood sword and hit her on the head.

The nun tried to remain calm and said softly, "Then leave the method of collecting and replenishing to me."

Donggong Ruoshu hesitated.

While Yin Weiying was talking, she glanced at Chen Yi from time to time. She was so nervous that as long as Chen Yi turned his head, she would immediately turn around and hand the method of Cai Bu to Chen Yi.

After hesitating for a long time, Donggong Ruoshu finally put the book of Yin-Yang Caibu Technique into Yin Weiying's hand. The nun just glanced at the cover and put the book "Yin-Yang Caibu Technique" into the square.

Yin Weiying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that this was definitely a sign of restlessness, but since she was going to be humiliated by him in one way or another anyway, she might as well give it a try, just in case she succeeded in the end.

She wants to become an immortal.

Considering that he helped her get revenge, she would not take revenge on him after she became an immortal. The two of them would forget each other in the world. If they met again one day, they would drink a cup of wine and laugh about their grudges, marveling at the changes that had taken place in the world as if they were a lifetime ago.

The nun's eyes became clearer, so she thought it was a dream. Anyway, he would not become an immortal, and he would definitely die before her. Then, she would erect a monument for him, which would be a tribute to him. She walked briskly.

Chen Yi glanced to the side and saw that the nun was in a good mood. After thinking for a moment, he slowed down his pace and then reached out to embrace her.

Yin Weiying's brisk footsteps immediately became heavy.

The nun trembled, and asked with a guilty conscience: "What's wrong with you?"

She pressed her hands together and pretended to push him away, but Chen Yi held her tightly, making it impossible for her to get away.

Yin Weiying had no choice but to give up and follow his steps.

Yin Tingxue glanced at Chen Yi from the side, and secretly complained about his lustfulness, but didn't say much. She wouldn't say much about these things.

Chen Yi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. He had been thinking about something just now and forgot that he was so blessed to have so many beauties now.

Even this happiness of having two wives is built on the unwillingness of the two girls.

Chen Yi didn't mind too much. Let them be unwilling if they wanted to. He wanted to get these women and make them willing. There was no such thing as having the best of both worlds in the world.

For him, as long as they are willing, he will try his best to make their lives better and happier, that's all.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Chen Yi suddenly stopped. He saw a figure suddenly appearing on the downhill road.

He wore a bamboo hat and carried a sword at his waist.

Proudly independent, blocking the way.

At this moment, hundreds of thoughts flashed through Chen Yi's mind, including escaping, killing and blocking, but every thought stopped in an instant, and it seemed that there was no feasible plan.

The breeze blew up the fallen leaves. Chen Yi let go of the two women and placed his palm downward on the hilt of the knife.

The palm stopped the moment it left the hilt of the knife.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes, and in a trance he seemed to see that the moment his hand placed on the hilt of the knife, a flash of sword light would sweep over.

From now on, there will be no more Chen Zunming in the world.

At this moment, an innocent cry of surprise was heard on the mountain path.

"Master? Why are you here?"

Donggong Ruoshu passed Chen Yi and trotted straight towards the middle-aged man.

The Broken Swordsman frowned slightly and shook his head.

Chen Yi's originally stagnant breathing finally got a chance to catch his breath.

Yin Tingxue had just heard something. The moment the Broken Swordsman appeared, she didn't dare to speak. Now she was relieved. However, Yin Weiying took a while to get nervous and now she didn't dare to relax.

At Chen Yi's signal, the two women carefully stepped back a few steps, but he still did not put his hand down from above the hilt of the knife until he felt a familiar breath coming from behind him, and then he gently put it down.

"It seems that I also have a master." Chen Yi said without turning his head.

But the one-armed woman behind him said calmly: "I brought him here."

Chen Yi was startled and turned his head suddenly.

Zhou Yitang had a blank expression on his face and didn't say much.

When Chen Yi turned around, the Broken Swordsman had already taken a step forward.

The figure flashed, and the middle-aged man suddenly approached:
"You killed Zhao Bai, Xue Qingsheng, and Li Xieling?"

Chen Yi calmed down and asked calmly:

"So what?"

In the darkness of the night, the Broken Swordsman stared at him for a long time, and after a long while he said something that seemed to be true:

"You really are a good candidate for sword skills."

Chen Yi had calmed down and asked:

"so what?"

"You should learn from your master instead of practicing swordplay that kills people."

The Broken Swordsman sighed and said helplessly:
"A sword that kills people cannot last long."

Subsequently,

The murderous intent is revealed.

(End of this chapter)